American Idol: Laura Geller

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When I scored my job in beauty, family members pressed me for details about the celebrities and fashion shows, but all my aunt (who is also my godmother) cared about was whether or not I got to meet makeup artist Laura Geller. For the past three years, every time I saw Laura, I brought up my aunt's obsession with her and her line of products. I regularly trek to her Lexington Avenue studio to get my brows perfected by the masterful Luba and finally I decided that enough was enough. In July, I made my aunt's dreams come true and I introduced her to her idol, who was as gracious as ever (after a few brief words with my aunt, she told her they were "soul sisters"). My aunt may have some competition to become Laura's next best friend, though—I saw a Chick-Fil-A iced tea on her desk (brief background: I LOVE Chick-Fil-A iced teas. When I was bedridden with mono freshman year of college, my doting boyfriend brought me a gallon of it to cheer me up. And when I came back from a semester in Argentina , my parents arrived at the airport with a gallon and a large cup with lemon waiting in the car).